Bass! How low can you go? Death row what a knows again, back is the incredible Rhyme
The incredible D. Enemy number one Five-O "Freeze!" and I got numb Can't I tell 'em that I really never had a But it's the wax the Terminator X spun
Now they got me in a cell, 'cause my records they a brother like me said "Well, a prophet and I think you ought to listen to What he can say to you, what you to do"
Follow for now, power to the say "Make a D, pump the lyrical" Black is back, all in, gonna win Check it out, yeah y'all, we go again
Turn it up! tha noise! it up! Bring tha noise!
Never than bad, 'cause the brother is madder than mad At the fact that's corrupt as a Soul on a roll, but you it like soap on a rope 'Cause the beats in the lines are so
Listen for lessons I'm saying music the critics are blasting me for They'll never for the brothers and sisters Now the country has us up for the war
We got to demonstrate, on now They're gonna have to till we get it right Radio I question their blackness They call themselves black, but see if they play this
it up! Bring tha noise! Turn it up! tha noise!
Get in front of me, the crowd runs to me My deejay is warm, X, I call him Norm, ya know He can cut a record from to side So what, the ride, the glide should be much safer than a
Soul control, beat is the father of rock n' roll for whatcha, for whichin', you call a band, man Makin' a music, abuse it, but you can't do it, ya You 'em demos, but we ride limos, too
gonna do? Rap is not afraid of you Beat is for Sonny Bono, beat is for Ono Run DMC first said a could be a band Stand on it's feet, get you out seat
is for Eric B, and L.L. as well, hell Wax is for Anthrax, still it can bells Ever forever, universal, it will Time for me to exit, X-it
Turn it up! tha noise! Turn it up! tha noise!
From coast to coast, so you stop like a comatose 'Stand, my The beat's the same with a boast dose Rock with some pizzazz, it will last why you Roll with the rock stars, still get accepted as
We got to the fifth, we can investigate Don't need to wait, get the record Hey, posse's in effect, got the Flavor X to checks, play to get paid
We got to check it out down on the A magazine or two is me and dissing you Yeah, I'm you